Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1887-01-28

fled SIGH. Il promised my father that
my mother should remain in the Gr:ingc.
SO of course could not marry. And
gave up Isabel. and we took formal
leave of each other Don't talk to me
about the Grange, Oscar. | shall not
return to the place. hate the sight of
it."
II suppose you gave her up in fit
of impulse?'
IL gave her up because there was
nothing else to be done. The accident,
by which my father lost his life, was
owing to me, and it was but right that
should sacrifice my own prospects TO
provide for my mother and sisters.
Justice demanded it of me-"
LIN degree: but not in the chival-
rous style you have got to work. You
might have married Isabel Lynn, and
yet have provided for Mrs. Darymple
and your sisters"
"How?"
elbow! Suppose you had divided
your income, there would have been a
thousand year for each party. Neither
would have been starved upon it. And
there was Miss Lynn's fortune to add
to your" ,
been hasty. What you now say oc-
Cured to my own mind. However. it
is of no use dwelling upon it. 1t is too
late"
mo. it is not too late. Mrs. Dali
rymple will, no doubt. readily"
II tell you it is too late" burst forth
Charles, in a sharp tone. and Oscar
thought it was one of anguish, if he had
ever heard one.
Oscar Dalrymple left London that
night for the Grange. He found he
could do nothing with Charles. SO he
resolved to "waSh his hands of him"
This own expression to himself) by lay
ing the facts before Mrs. Dalrymple.
She must do as she best could in the
matter. Oscar Dalrymple was not
aware that he had come to town too late.
He might have been able to effect no
good had he arrived earlier, but now
the power to do so was removed from
all. Charles Dalrymple was ruined.
Not only were all his available funds
gone, but he had entered into liabilities
thick and threefold, far beyond what
the rent-roll at the Grange would be
sufficient to meet He had told Oscar
he did not play much the previous
night. Why did he not? Because he
had nothing left to play with, and had
sat gloomy, morOsc man, looking on
at the others. Introduced to the evil
destinations of play by Colonel IIaugh-
ton, that man had drawn him on until
the unhappy mania took full hold upon
Tl,,,. ii, l., r
the gambling-table for one night would
have been intolerable, for the feverish
disease was raging within him. Poor
infatuated man!-poOr infatuated men,
all of them, who thus lose themselves
he was positively indulging a vision of
success and hope; every time that he
approached the pcrniciouS table. it was
rife within him, buoying him up and
urging him on-that luck might turn
in his favor, that night, that very night.
and he might win the Grange back, and
the value of another Grange to it, and
SO regain Isabel. Thus it is with all;
save with those habitual gambler who
are behind the scenes. such rs Colonel
Haughton and his confederate Piggott;
and the sooner the crash comes the
oNttNi IL htd INV COlIlC lOI NIldIltS
Dalrymplc.
Every thing was gone. every availa-
BILE thing; he had nothing left but the
watch he had about him and the ring
he wore. Yes he had. Farmer Lee
had been wishing TO invest few hum
dred pounds in the funds. and had
prayed his young landlord to transact
the business for him. and save him a
journey to London. Charles good
naturedly acquicsced. Had any one
told him he could touch that money for
his own purposes, he would have
Knocked the offender down with indig-
nation. The vouchers for the money
TO be transferred had come from the
farmer that very morning; there they
lay at his elbow. on the breakfast
table; and there sat Charles striving TO
turn his covctous eyes from them. yet
unable. for they bore for him the dead
ly fascination of the basilisk. He had
rather they were in the midst of some
blazin. lire. smouldering away. than
there to tempt him. Oace il came
across his mind TO hand them to Oscar,
and request him TO take them that day
where they ought to 20; bat he did not,
wanting an excuse.
And the day went on to evening. and
Oscar Dalrymple departed, and that
unfortunate moneys worth still re-
manned in Charles possession. Mr..
Piggott had called late in the after
noon. Whether that worthy gentle
man scented the fact. or heard of it
casually from Charles Dalrymple. who
was too open upon most subjects, it is
probable that he did become acquaint-
ed with it, for he did not leave him
afterward. He carried him out to dine,
and between ten and eleven Charles re-
turned home alone, heated with wine.
He went to his desk, took something
out of it-something! and relockcd it
again. Then he saw that Reuben had
followed him in, and was standing
close by.
"Mr. Charles-do not 90 out again
tonight"
Charles stared at him.
''Sir, l carried you in my arms when
you were child; your father, the very
day he died, told me to give you a
word of warning, if saw you going
wrong; let that be my excuse for
speaking to you as you may think
have no right to do. Do not go on,
again. sir; for this night, at any rate.
stay away from the set; they are moth
ing but blacklegs. There's that Pig
gott waiting for you outside the door"
Reuben, don't be q fool How
dare you say my friends are black
legs?"
They are so, sir. And you are los
ing your money to them, and it won't
be their fault if they don't get it ALL"
Charles Dalrymple did not reply.
He moved to the door, but Reuben
moved more quickly than he, and
stood with his back against it.
What farce is thisp" uttered
Charles, Indignantly. ''Stand away
from the door, or shall be tempted to
fling you from il"
"Oh, sir, hear reason. Two-and-
twenty years ago, ] stood, in like man.
ner, praying your Uncle Charles not to
60 out to his ruin. He had come to
London. sir, as fine and generous a
young man as you, but little older,
he was. in years; and the gamblers got
hold of him, and drew him into their